We made our way over to a short picnic table and sat there. I didn't hesitate to start to kiss him and feel his amazing upper body. He started to feel...my upper thigh, and I loved it. I rubbed his chest, and put my hands up his tight shirt to feel his amazing skin. His firm nipples awaited me. We pulled away, and looked at eachother."Aaron, I want you to um", I said getting a little nervous."Lucas, yes, I will fuck you", He said with excitment in his voice.So we got started. We both stripped. I. ..” Marcy eventually broke the silence. She raised her head to look Paul in the eye. “ ... I never got around to thanking you.”“What for?” Paul asked, puzzled.“Well ... everything!” She answered with a shrug. “You know ... for standing up for me on the beach, and for helping me teach those jerks a lesson, and for letting me crash here with you.”“Hey, no problem,” Paul assured her warmly, “As a roommate, you’re actually a lot of fun...”Marcy smirked.“ ... You don’t cover the walls in death metal. Now I need to get some sleep. Let’s not count our chickens yet.’ As Morris drifted off to sleep he thought about his friends. He had a strong sense that three of them were ready to take the leap should the opportunity present itself. Brett, the landscape architect—also the band’s rhythm guitarist—was probably not a go. He was spending more and more of his spare time managing the boys’ development project and loved what he was doing. He was almost certainly the only one of the five who really. Her hips began to push back hard on my cock, driving it deeper into her tight pussy. I grunted loudly feeling her lips wrapped around my hard shaft.As we moved together fucking, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I started to moan repeatedly and when she looked over her shoulder and said, “Give me your cum, Dan, fill my pussy!” that was it.“You want my cum?” I growled back at her.“Yes, I do, give it to me,” she begged.I grabbed her hips hard and pounded her tight little pussy harder. .